Stars for the good Warhammer

Soon, when the two genetic warriors responsible for guarding the passage saw Otto again, a giant over three meters tall appeared behind him.

The giant had an electronic collar around his neck that symbolized his status as a slave, and he was wearing a dirty old robe, with a loose hood covering half of his face.

Seeing the curious looks on the two soldiers' faces, Otto just pretended not to care and explained.

"It's just a genetic slave, nothing noteworthy."

Obviously they are a little skeptical about this statement. After all, compared with the slave workers who are responsible for doing coolies in the star port, this one is really too burly.

And when the other party passed by them, the feeling was even higher than the Astartes in their impression.

The thick arms seemed to be able to easily stuff someone's head back into the chest.

Seeing the governor and the giant walking away one after another, one of the guards finally couldn't help but asked the other soldier half-jokingly.

"Do you think that could be a slimmed down Ogryn?"

After a while, they passed through a hidden passage that only insiders could enter. Not long after, Otto brought Michael, who was disguised as a slave worker, to a VIP room guarded by two servitor soldiers. After seeing Otto After the arrival, the communication element on one of the servitors flashed, as if it was reporting to someone.

Just a moment later, as the automatic gate of the VIP room opened, the first thing that came out was a cold electronic sound.

"You are one minute and thirty-seven seconds late than the scheduled time. This is an unwarranted waste of efficiency. I hope you will pay attention next time."

Entering the room, Otto just glanced at the foundry master who was sitting in front of the window in a strange posture and looking at the planet scenery. The other person's complex mechanical body was huddled together, which made him look like a huddled animal. Spiders in their lair.

The guy in the room is none other than the master of the forging world, Murat.

"I'm sorry for wasting some time on the road, so let's get to the point as soon as possible."

While speaking, Otto glanced at Michael behind him, and then led him into the room together.

The great casting sage was obviously also curious about Michael's appearance, and the sensors all over his body were focused on him almost instantly.

Otto didn't pay much attention to this and just walked to the great sage's side silently.

"Master Murat, I heard that the man-eating shark has helped you find the technical template. I want to know if there is anything you want in it?"

As he spoke, he sat down on the sofa, while Michael stood silently behind him.

"Yes, I'm satisfied"

As the words fell, Murat had turned around, and the other party looked very calm.

"What is recorded in it is undoubtedly precious knowledge from the Dark Ages, perhaps even earlier."

However, it was this calm attitude that made Otto once again confirm the authenticity of a certain rumor.

It is said that the mechanical sages of Otta have always liked to study some knowledge that is considered dangerous and even taboo by traditional schools, and they are especially interested in the wild creations of aliens.

The reason why he is so convinced is mainly because the technical template of the [Hydroponic Farm] he provided to the other party contains a complete set of clear and complete AI architecture information, which is the so-called [Hateful Intelligence].

As a great sage, how could the other party not understand what it was? This interesting attitude naturally aroused Otto's interest, and at the same time, a brand new plan emerged in his mind. A big wave.

"If you are satisfied, then I will provide another technical template as a deposit to reach a new contract with Forge World."

The moment he heard these words, the great sage's mechanical body seemed to be frozen in place. He was obviously shocked by these words.

Soon, Otto took out a data storage device from his pocket, then stood up and handed it to the great sage's pale palm covered with mechanical components.

After he connected the storage device to the reader at his neck with a dubious attitude, the torrent of data began to hit the great sage's electronic brain in his chest at an incredible speed. Data appears in his field of vision through electronic eyes.

Just looking at what was displayed in the database, it turned out to be a new type of artillery with a completely different design concept. Its complex and precise mechanical structure deeply touched the soul of the great sage, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"She is so beautiful."

But when he was eager to learn more details about this wonderful creation, the originally smooth flow of information stopped at this moment.

This feeling of being still was quite uncomfortable. It was only then that the great sage realized what the other party's so-called deposit was about.

"How is it? Are you still satisfied?"

Looking at Otto with a smile in front of him, the great sage felt that his thinking and logic were in chaos at this moment. He couldn't figure out how the man in front of him did it, and where did so much amazing knowledge come from. ?

"I'm curious, what exactly are you?"

"It's not important. This is not the issue we are discussing now. Since you are satisfied with the reward, just listen to my conditions."

"To put it simply, I hope that the Great Sage can personally design and make a set of power armor suitable for combat for my genetic slaves."

"I heard that you have supplied equipment to some Astartes Chapters, and I assume that you are an expert in this field."

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Not long after, when Otto walked out of the VIP room again.

At this time, he only felt as refreshed as if he had slept until he woke up naturally in the early morning, then got up comfortably and peed.

Judging by the time now, it should be when Brother Thirteen is about to set out to put out fires. As for the situation on the warning star?

In addition to the greenskins and chicken thieves participating in the grand event, it is not yet the turn of more forces to enter the scene.

On the other hand, Haiwen made a fortune by keeping silent, and now Haiwen has completely changed.

We have people, equipment, and even a wife and children before we know it.

Except that the number of battleships is still a little tight, everything can be said to be stable and improving.

Having achieved such an achievement in just a few months naturally gave Otto a boost of confidence.

If we continue at this rate, if we can wait for a few more months to wait for the alloy smelting furnace and shipyard to open, will the situation be okay?

Hundreds of destroyers equipped with long-range kinetic cannons were ready once.

If Abaddon comes here, I'm afraid he'll have his braids pulled out!

However, just when Otto was still looking at the distant starry sky with great satisfaction and thinking about his grand plans for the future.

Only then did he suddenly notice that something was approaching Haiwen in the deep sky in the distance.

Seems like a huge fleet?

Could it be another group of refugees?

However, when Otto squinted his eyes and relied on the light cast by the stars to see clearly the appearance of those ships.

——It's the Blood Angels.

In an instant, it was as if a pair of big hands were strangling his throat, and thousands of words gathered at his mouth and finally converged into one word.

"grass!!!"

At this moment, Otto only had this sentence left in his mind.

——The late emperor had not even started his business, but the middle path collapsed.